Lifeline

she filled her lungs with air and insanity, her heart grappling for mercy against her chest, growing weary from a dissociating tyrant, her mind running laps to every nerve synapse, fleeing from the feral monster inside her. breathing easy was like an exhaustible task, frail and meager, her body laid upon a bed, her bones like steel prying into her flesh, every living cell fixated on terror that ruined her vitality and heralded imminent suffering. on the monitor was a haphazard lifeline; how does she return to life before this calamity? how can she hush her heartbeats to a lullaby? who can embrace her vulnerable heart with love? who else can save her except for herself? she solemnly sworn upon her life, pleading for a day of being free from pain, from sufferings that felt boundless and like an overhanging demon that never leaves. every moment she gave up, it became stronger. until it weighed painstakingly with every breath, she had an epiphany; a stroke of luck just in time. manifesting a spear, she lunged it into her heart. the demise of the dark entity that brooded within, was the moment she saw the light, a new life.